Flowering prophecy #poem

You are my prophecyYour echo resides in my chestBreathing now a prayerAbstinence my crest You are my prophecyAmid my sins you know me bestBathe me young layer by layerSing of tomorrow, put me to rest You are my prophecyA faith to call home at my bequestOf darkness only my slayerFrom skin to bone I am... Continue Reading →

But when do I leave it?

Is a project ever really finished or do people just run out of energy? Even with deadlines at work, it’s not like there’s never not more work to be done. It's not like we often end relationships because we think they're pure evil. We just have more important things we need to focus on. We... Continue Reading →

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